Date: 2016-09-17 01:27 am (UTC)
exhuxperation: (turn shift)
[ At the tension, he pulls his hand away. Slowly, so it doesn't look like he's flinching.

This is an out. He could take it back, write it off as a delirious moment. An error in logic that he won't repeat. But it sits in front of him, something he could grasp. Maybe it's finally all the pressure of command giving way to what he's buried. Or maybe it is a whim, something he just wants in the moment and intends to get, ruthless as that may seem.

Except, if Ren were to push him away, he'd take his answer and settle for it. The idea of coercing him into this kind of physical contact is repulsive. A reminder of what too many officers would brag about in seedy bars on shore leave. He was above that. ]


I enjoyed it and want you to as well. [ Never one to face away from a situation, he keeps his gaze steady on Ren's face, expression as neutral as possible even as it feels like his pulse is loud in his ears. ]
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